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Read Ebook: Alias Santa Claus by Wilde Percival
Font size: Background color: Text color: Add to tbrJar First Page Next Page Prev PageEbook has 1020 lines and 7430 words, and 21 pagesSLIM Pretty soft, I'll tell de woild! BILL 'Tain't fair! 'Tain't! Here we got eight young 'uns at home, an' I promised 'em a tree fer Christmas, an' dey ain't got nuttin': not even a geranium! Gee, wouldn't dey love dis! SLIM Are yuh gettin' mushy? BILL SLIM W'at? BILL I gotta sneeze. SLIM Sneeze, an' I'll moider yuh! Now!... Now!... Now!... BILL A-choo! Nobody hoid me. SLIM Dey t'ought it was just blastin' in de subway! BILL Wouldn't be surprised if dey did. Sounded like it. SLIM Now keep yer eyes open! Dere! BILL Yer sure it ain't gonna hoit de kid, Slim? SLIM Leave it to me! BILL Maybe he won't eat it. SLIM W'at kid won't eat candy? BILL Dis one's a millionaire kid. SLIM He's a kid just de same, ain't he? He'll eat one--maybe two. W'at's de diff? One'll do de trick fine an' dandy. It won't hoit him none-- BILL How do yuh know? SLIM Knock-out drops, dat's all dere's in 'em. He'll go off to sleep just as nice an' easy-- BILL W'at good's dat gonna do us? De rest of 'em ain't gonna go to sleep, an' dere's a noice, an' dere's a guard dat watches him every minute, an' dere's-- SLIM Dey'll all holler fer help--see? Dey'll run fer a doctor. Dey'll leave him right here, alone, an' dead to de woild, an' den we lift him outa de winder, wit'out nobody to stop us. We'll get a million--a cool million--outa his dad before we give him back. BILL Do yuh t'ink he'll pay it? SLIM He'll pay it if he expec's to lay eyes on dat kid again. BILL Slim, yuh wouldn't hoit de kid? Add to tbrJar First Page Next Page Prev Page |
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